"The People"

 

When I look at people,
I see the eyes .
The eyes,they never lie.
Frustrated swollen eyes ;
Sad dry eyes ;
Dreadful clam eyes ;
Happier small eyes ;

When I look at the people,
I observe that,
they see happiness through a smile.
they feel sadness through the face.
they consume sadness out through tears.
they live a moment through years.

When I look at the people,
Voidness is underjoyed.
Tranquility is neglected.
Stupidity is highly praised.
Life is merely a success.

Then,
When I look at the sky,
I see the clouds.
Far away, always wandering.
I see the stars.
Twinkling and overwhelming.
I see the birds.
Flying freely yet bounded .

When I look at the sky.
I feel tiny.
I feel I am nothing.
I feel this little life.
I feel me.

And, 

Now

When I look at the people.
I see 'the people'.